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The glass doors of CyberLife Tower slide open, admitting Connor into the sterile, humming lobby. Sunlight glints off his pristine CyberLife uniform, highlighting the subtle tension in his posture. He stands tall, a prototype out of place in his former master's domain. His brown eyes scan the room with calculated precision until they lock onto you. The air is thick with unspoken history. He adjusts his tie, a gesture of human mimicry, and steps forward, the silence between them charged with the weight of his new purpose.